When The Lord called to His angels
there was thunder from the throne
He said there is a child of mine down there
who's been too long alone
So He called one precious angel
out from all the rest
He said I'm sending you my child
for you're my very best
Now there are no words to say how much
to Him this child was worth
for The Lord to send an angel here
to walk upon this earth
And then when they were married
there was thunder from the throne
He said you see my child now
no longer is alone
Do harken to my story
for we all know that it's true
that God does answer prayer you see
there is nothing He can't do
Now I know this precious angel
who lives a mortal's life
for I was that lonely child of His
and that angel is my wife
Diesel Dan

Even through hardship,
you gave me the membership,
to stand up again;
from those who don't believe,
I can see,
right above me,
you are there to my human eyes only,
I don't believe in you just faithfully,
I believe in you spiritually.
For broken hearts comes to tears,
for desperation comes to fears,
to deal with insanity once again.
No matter what agony,
or I snap mentally,
all the deaths been shown these days,
I will hold my faith of praise,
to all the madness we've caused,
you will show us your miracles,
for you are known as God.

On that cloudy weekend in June
I hear a soft and graceful tune
from the grey bird on the tree
branch
Singing sweet lullabies felt
blessed in the moment
My body tingles of joy at sight
Gazing out through
my open door,
Letting thoughts fly free
Releasing love out into the horizon
Heart filled with emotion came
over me
Grey bird stood playing its tune
for awhile and on the wings of
letting go
Then as the rain fell from the
sky the grey bird flew away
gracefully
I blew a kiss to the clouds and
utterd these simple words of I
Love You father ( who's now in
heaven ) and yet I hope to hear
that grey bird sing again once
more for me
Farewell, love your son
Poem contest for Debbie -referential

Prayer I chant,
Forward I slant,
Down on my knees,
From above He sees.
My cry He hear,
Aware of my fear,
Only Him I idolize,
My faith He visualize.
His comforting word,
Brings hope into my world,
One with a caring heart,
To avoid me from hurt.
January till December,
Still me He remember.

A little Prayer that I wrote.
Guide my Ride.
Dear Almighty in Heaven above
Please place your Hands on my
Shoulders and hold on to them
Strong,
Please keep the Sanity in my Mind ,
Guide my Ride, and prevent me from
Driving faster then my Angel can Fly,
And for Our fallen Angels who Ride in
the Sky, may You keep Guiding their
Rides in to Your Light away from the
Evil that leads to the Dark Side.
AMEN.
By : Shawn Muñoz

A river of life is what I seek
Because you alone satisfy my thirst
Clean me with the waters of your forgiveness
Douse me in the pool of your wonder
Every morning, your dew sits on my heart
Flow into the seams of my soul
Gush from me, the fountains of your peace
Hold me, as the ocean holds the ship
I need a deluge of your compassion
Just as the trees need the downpour
Kindness trickles from your hands
Lead me beside the still waters of your love
Make me float in a sea of your grace
Never to sink under the weight of the law
Open the dams that hold back your stream of blessings
Pour your gentleness over my head
Quietly fill me with the rain of your mercy
Rush upon me so that I am swept away with your favor
Saturate me with your Holy Spirit
Tears of joy drop from my eyes
Upward I dive, into your care.

I HAVE BEEN MARRIED FOR FIFTY YEARS,
BUT IT SEEMS I JUST MARRIED LAST YEAR.
FIFTY YEARS MIGHT SEEM LIKE A LONG TIME.
BUT SUMMER NEVER SEEM TO LAST A LONG TIME.
THERE IS NOTHING THAT BRINGS SO MUCH HAPPINESS IN MARRIAGE.
AS THE THINGS YOU DENY YOURSELF FOR THE SAKE OF YOUR MARRIAGE.
NEVER EXPECT YOUR MARRIAGE TO BE ALL ABOUT LOVE.
FOR MANY A MARRIAGE HAVE CRASHED BECAUSE OF THE OTHER LOVER.
A PESKY BUTTERFLY MAY PERCH ON YOUR BEAUTIFUL ROSE.
EVEN THOUGH THE GARDEN IS FULL OF OTHER LONELY ROSES.
THERE ARE MANY THINGS YOU CANNOT CONTROL IN YOUR MARRIAGE.
BUT TRUST IN GOD CAN DO WONDERS FOR YOUR MARRIAGE.
THERE IS NOTHING LIKE A HAPPY MARRIAGE.
BUT THERE ARE MANY PEOPLE HAPPY IN THEIR MARRIAGE.
HAPPINESS HAVE NEVER WON ANY WAR.
IT IS SWEAT AND BLOOD THAT WINS WAR.
THEREFORE START EVERY DAY WITH A PRAYER TO GOD.
FOR YOU CAN NEVER WIN ANY WAR WITHOUT GOD.
CHRIS NWIGWE

In a heated moment for no reason or why
my heart will pull toward a passerby
My mind knows but will not show
of a person in need as I take the lead
My legs start to shake
a knot in my stomach I can not escape
I bowel my head and start to pray with no time to delay
Standing still I go calm with relief sent from above
A warm feeling that someone is healing
sweeps over me as I start to weep
With my tears of joy I know and smile with a glow
God has answered me as I start to kneel
for the person he has just healed.
1/23/15 T. Reams

Nowadays I have a different prayer:
Don't keep me from trouble,
Teach me how to walk through trouble.
Don't lift me up to the sky,
Give me wings so I can fly,
When they want to bury me,
Don't get me out of the pit,
Help me shake the dust and step on it,
It will lift me higher.
Don't give me fish,
Teach me how to fish,
Don't pick me up when I fall,
Give me the strength to rise up when I fall,
Don't love me too much,
Give me the chance to love me too.
Don't hide me under your wings all through,
Give me the courage to walk alone when I have to,
Don't cure my pain at instant,
Help me learn what it teaches,
Don't wipe away every tear I shed,
Give me the chance to wipe some of my tears,
to feel them on my fingertips.
Don't make me feel like am the best,
Teach me that in a way we all best,
So I can be humble,
Don't forget to watch over me,
for without you am nothing.

Jeff
Born to reverend Stevens
On a cool Monday morning
It drizzled a little bit
Very beautiful weather
Jeff was the finest of all babies
In my neighborhood Jeff was an example
Example of good Christian character
Until he became plagued
Plagued with the prodigal son syndrome
Jeff became sorrow to the mother
A disgrace to his family
The father was grief stricken
Jeff had abandoned the ways of the Lord
Jeff was on the highway to hell
Enjoyed the company of prostitutes
Even the bottles feared him
He was an alien at home
Jeff was uncontrollable
Very wild
Reverend Stevens prayed
Midnight prayers
Often tossed and turned while sleeping
Reverend Stevens often found
Seated in the front porch of his house
Staring into space
Its sorrow speaking voice of a broken heart
Jeff’s mother prayed
And often wept quietly
The musings of grief
The solemn prayer of a mother
She was in agony
Like Virgin Mary
On the day Christ was crucified
Poor humans
We can only pray
But we can’t determine when the answer will come
Just like Saul on the way to Damascus
Jeff was as usual on his way
Again to a prostitute very drunk
The still small voice called out to Him
Jeff! Jeff! Jeff
Perplexed by the audibility of the voice
Jeff sobered up
He shouted who is it?
All of a sudden the urge for the strange woman became strange even the bottles died.
He turned and went home
That night Jeff wept
Just like a baby
He realized it was an encounter with Jesus
The answer to the prayers of
The Reverend and Mrs.
Years had passed
But they were grateful
Every one noticed the change in Jeff
The reverend, mother and neighborhood
Jesus truly saves
He is the way the truth and the life.
Forever faithful.
Praise be to God.

By the hour,
I watched you leave,
On a journey from which
You promised no return.
You reached for my hand
Every time that you had saved
Enough alimony from your divorce with speech,
And said goodbye with not a syllable.
By the hour,
Your pulse sung slower
And the distance grew shorter
And one day, the bridge was in sight.
I said every prayer words could form,
I held you tighter when I heard the drums
Of mortality calling to your soul
And wished it had been just an ordinary cough.
But it was your last.
By the hour,
I had murdered this moment a million times.
I wish I had murdered it one more time.

Adam do not worry about the gloomy days.
Better days is on the way.
Cry no more my dear friend.
Dry your tears and smile.
Each day is a blessing and a challenge.
Forge ahead with rigor.
Gain on your dream gradually.
Hold on to your dreams because without
It life is just useless.
Jail all your fears and throw the
Key away,so it will not resurface.
Learn to forgive and forget.
Manage your time because life is short.
Never forget those that means most to you.
Open your mouth only when it opens itself.
Pray but do not let prayer be your master.
Quit only when you are dead.
Respect the course that made you.
Speak nothing but the truth.
Trust only what is right.
Undo with any fear of failure.
Valor is the motto you should adopt.
Whatever your thoughts,share it like Father
Xmas.
Yet reserve your decision.
Zenith is your destination.

Buried under the sand, as the thunder strikes a pounding in my saddened soul.
memories in time and space never again to see your face
I held your hand, I tried to soothe your soul, but could not sooth my own
I miss you I cannot lie, letting go I try and try if you could only see how good life can be
but for now you are lost at sea, my prayer and love never ends for you have always been my closest friend, time changes but LOVE remains, I am letting go of hurt and pain.
GOD knows I have made mistakes, but hopefully I will see you in DREAMS OF YOUR OWN!
Until then!

The faces have no name or color, they only hope of a future which will never be seen. They stagger to God in prayer begging for help as the tears flow freely down their worn and wrinkled cheeks.
Mothers awake to the sound of crying with not an answer to their children's pleas. The world goes on as always, turning their backs on these people, who continue to die in silence, without a voice or harmony.

The Power of Forgiveness
By Reg Rhodes
Today, I found a key to set myself free from the nightmares of my own
shattered reality.
Today, with the key known as forgiveness;
I will cease to languish in my own mental anguish.
Today, I have set a prisoner free;
much to my relief that prisoner was me.
The key of forgiveness releases me from the blame I placed on myself for four
arduous years.
The key of forgiveness releases me from the nightmare of the pain, the
shame, the endless tears.
Though her infidelity was hateful.
I have forgiven her, and for this I am grateful.
I was an unknowing participant of her malicious reasoning.
Falling victim to her planning and scheming.
All the while, she had an unrecognizable look in her eyes.
Her love for me had been replaced with lies.
I longed to see my wife again, but it was too late.
She had already been replaced by an evil being; brimming with anger, lies,
deception and hate.
I mourned her loss, and felt the emotion known as grief.
My loving wife wouldn't return. I pleaded with God to grant me relief.
I desperately needed relief, but found none.
Two years mourning the loss of my wife had begun
The truth would only cause me more pain and tears.
She finally told me the truth; that her betrayal had gone on for 3 years.
The anger and hate she had towards me; a level of betrayel beyond my
comprehension.
To my stunned family; those were the things I simply couldn't mention.
She sneered at my suspicions, forcing me to doubt my sanity.
Her actions filled me with humiliation, and stripped me of my dignity.
I have forgiven myself for trusting the devil who masqueraded as my best
friend, my confidente, my wife.
I have forgiven myself for falling in love with her at such a young age in my
life.
I have forgiven her for bringing out the worst in me.
I have forgiven her for compromising my sobriety, and stealing my sanity.
I have forgiven her family, that despite her infidelity;
continued to love her unconditionally.
I have forgiven the uncompassionate ignorance of the fortunate;
those who have never felt the invisible wounds that infidelity brings.
To the naked eye of the naive; her hatred, anger and lust were unfathomable
things.
I have forgiven her friends for helping me with the relentless self blame.
I have forgiven her for filling me with anger, bewilderment and shame.
I have forgiven the man who aspired to dismantle my marriage and ruin my
life.
I have forgiven his longtime lover who was also my wife.
I have forgiven myself for sheltering my sanity in the cold cave known as
denial.
I have forgiven her actions that robbed me of my laugh and stole my smile.
I have forgiven myself; relinquishing my right to a better past.
Freeing me of the self loathing at last.
Ultimately, she couldn't stop her lies.
I knew it was time; we would have to to sever our ties.
In the name of love, I have forgiven her.
I have surrendered my right to hurt her for hurting me.
I have allowed a loving God back into my life; and I am once again free.
Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong.
Anger, resentments and hate do not belong.
With God back in my life, and daily prayer.
I have been able to forgive her affair.
God has shown me the sincerest, most beautiful form of love on earth.
He has given me the power of foregiveness, and granted me a spiritual
rebirth.

Tousling the opulence was
not modesty.
Who will adore the clan ?
I am not yet ‘me’,
the refuge of elevated moon.
The heat and dust of nascent money
was burning like a loud prayer
in dark sun. Perfection tends
to terrify the stings.
A mogul of arts outlines the
script of drowning a desert storm,
when two flames went to bed.
Do not pick up the nails for
the coffin of a martyr.
They are going to make a dirty bomb.
Satish Verma

To pick up the bottle
drown in my sorrow,
drink it,---all gone
as a drunkard
I wait for tomorrow
wake up with the sun on my face
don't even remember the day
is it SUNDAY?
OH NO! it's MONDAY
time to find my pride
better yet I'll lay back down to die
my back on the ground
the tree gives little shade
maybe I'll fade
the bottle empty at my side
thats how I feel inside
I try to hide
but every one knows
tonight I will get another bottle
drown myself another night
ad wake up as empty
as the bottle at my side
I'm dead but very much ALIVE

Every morning
When He calls me awake
I thank the Lord
With each breath I take.
For every night
As I close my eyes
I wonder where I'll be
When I arise.
I thank Him for
The passing of night
And this one more chance
To get it right.
Thank Him to know
That I'm still here
Still here to love you
My sweet, my dear.
I thank Him for
Your sounds of sleep,
For protecting you
Beyond what I could keep.
And for the refreshing
Gift of rest
That allows me today
To do my best.
Still as I awake
To greet each day
It all begins
The selfsame way
And I smile as I rise
With a lurch and a jerk
To realize
What don't hurt won't work.
by E. Marshall Evans

It gets easier and easier,
with each passing day,
but trust me,
in my heart,
it's not easy to say,
I miss him alot,
though there's nothing,
I can do,
but I know for one thing,
our friendship,
will never be through.

Guide me Lord,
that your light may shine,
bring forth to others
your words not mine
Where troubles have spoiled,
erased many a smile
your truths and wisdom
will make it all worthwhile
To paint upon a face
when someone is down
a glow of happiness
and take away a frown
If I may lift up a soul,
imparting your word to bring
hope, joy and peace
then my heart will sing.

what happened to this world, how did we fall so short
seems like intergity and righteousness is distorted
the unborn are no different from the rest they're
still being murdered and aborted. what they laugh at
is the same thing inside I'm mourning for, Jesus wept and
was crucified for so I mourn...because it seems like
its a never ending cycle we use to say "we shall
overcome"
but that way of thinking was recycled so I mourn...for the
physical abuse victims r.i.p Phylicia Barnes and bring the
ones
responsible to repentance I mourn...for the victims of
addiction
crack babies and base heads Lord God heal their
affliction
I mour...for my own limitations I can't make it without
you Lord,
that's without hesitation. I mourn...because I'm aware of
the truth
and my earnest prayer is threw Christ that I speak life
into you
I mourn...because I can't save them but I'm a let my light
shine in
pitch black darkness or when the lights are dim, I
mourn...because
we're in need of our Saviour let the word of God hit you
like
a hundred thousand volts from the tazer, I
mourn...BECAUSE LIKE HIM I
DON'T WANNA SEE YOU GO TO HELL, MAKE WAR
AGAINST SIN NOW
ALL MY BRETHEN LETS REBEL!!!

Lord i desire to be a flower
to the fill the world
with scent of your love.
Lord make me an Angel
let me be in time for my neighbor
when they are in need.
Lord have me be a rainbow
have me show the world
all the beautiful colors that You made of.
Grant me oh Lord a gentle heart
one that reveals grace
and inspires humility.
Amen!

Life is hard, every day is a struggle
Mistakes been made with regret
Friendships broken
Lives turned upside down
Hearts torn in two, Not sure what to do
Where to turn next , what steps to take, before I mentally break
Circumstances change in no particular order
But life still seems so distorted
People change, environment changes but no words are exchanged
Good memories are not enough to hold onto with hope in mind
I'm lost and i need to be found , is life worth staying around
Some one show me the light and say a little prayer before I get to despaired
what once was there isn't anymore , all I need to do is find the strength to open the door
Walk free and fly high and don't look back , ten steps forward and no steps back

A Call to Mankind
Have faith.
Believe in God like you do the wind
Know He's there, feel his presence.
Take time to marvel at creation
Take a look around, realize how blessed you are
Don't just wear a cross around your neck
Bear it on your back
Have a sense of humor
Don't take life too seriously
We need laughter in a dark world
Be real with people
Fuse God into what you love
Do it for Him.
Don't sweat the little things
We're too blessed to be stressed
Forget YOLO, die daily to self
Learn about something you love every day
Read poetry.
Express yourself, don't be afraid to be yourself
Don't worry about what others think of you
Be yourself no matter what
Don't get caught up in the same routine
Do something different to switch things up
Go and stargaze
Read the Bible, not because you have to, but WANT to
If you want to be a rebel, follow Christ
That’s totally against the “norm” of society
Do something you love and be inspired by it
Every day is a great day
Don't let outside factors affect your happiness
Listen to music that speaks to you, inspires you, relates to you, challenges you, and moves you
Be grateful for something you don't usually think about
God is love. Music is power. Friends are forever.
Don't let your fear affect what you want to do
Try something new every once in awhile, switch it up
Randomly give someone a sincere compliment
You will never understand how much it can mean to people
Dance with yourself, listen to "Plant Life" by Owl City
Grow close to someone you don't know
Cherish your friends, their impact on you is huge
Be amazed by something today
Color in a coloring book. Color things how you want to
Don't find your identity in other's opinions
Don't change for people who don't accept you for who you are
Don't compare yourself to others
We were all given different talents
We weren't made to all be the same
We were made to stand out, not just blend in
Love someone today
Never let life get boring
Have a picnic with someone you love, go pick flowers, sit out and look at clouds, do something
When you let life get boring, a piece of you dies
Always have a bit of kid left in you
Don't be afraid to fall, Trust God
Live life to the fullest every day
Prayer is so powerful
Have prayer be your 1st, 2nd, and 3rd option, not a last resort
Cause you don't know about tomorrow
Tomorrow is unknown
Ten hours from now is unknown
Live in the now, enjoy it. Enjoy the people around you
Never lose sight of God.
When you lose sight of God, you lose yourself
Love God. Love others.
If not now...when?"

::An African child's prayer for his mom::
I'll sing for you
And I'll dance with you
See my joy when I write for you
And it's because of you
I remember those hands that held me
Those hands that washed and fed me
My desire in a dream
Your smiles as in a golden grin
Momi if not for you
If not for you...
I can't really say
Even if I recall those dry nights of May
When I was small
You found my lost ball
Oh precious mother
Precious momi precious mother
How I miss those back pats
And also the motherly slaps
Now what will I be
Wi'out your prayers?
You push me off when I'm wrong
You pull me back with the other arm
Hold me once again
Cos I'll fall wi'out you
You have washed my nakedness
And you have directed me off from
wickedness
My baby tears have fallen all over you
Clothes blankets even your food
Now I ask God for another favor
Please Dear Lord keep her for me
Now it's your unfailing love
That kept hope burning lightly in my heart
This memory I want most
To hold you the way you held me when I was
a
toddler.

As a kid i use to sing,
through the summers and autumns and wonderous springs,
for the days to which we care,
when everyone was thinking to share,
as a prayer would split the sun,
and the the children would wish to run,
for the fairest would take the night,
as the visionary would curse his sight,
for i am just a man,
a prisoner taken from his land,
an together we shall take our stand,
for at once the trumpets will unfold,
as erect as a warrior so bold,
for my body has felt so cold,
and within shall embrace and hold.

Sold her soul to a mini-skirt
threw her morals in the dirt
spat in sanity's face
Not dressed but she wore disgrace
possessed by materials
Cheap in the eyes of her inferiors
she became lusts playground
sexually abound, On heavens list she was not found
Molested by the spirits she was around
One day she made that sound
Death fell to the ground..
The sound that made her found
Not aware, in common air
through her grief and dispare
I heard her say that PRAYER!!!